This is a song about "Loving music"

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

With her mind, i'm loving her and that's that

You make elevator music

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

Music is money, money isn't music

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

Loving you is clouding my head

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Loving you is my pleasure

Say bye bye to her